Ray stood stock still as he tried to comprehend the information that he had just heard. His mother had made it a habit to call her son/disciple every morning six o'clock on the dot. Ray made sure to pick up the phone, even if it meant him his life, he did not know what his mother would do if he did not. Unfortunately, the usual conversation of "how are you doing?", "How us school?", "How are your grades?, suddenly took a turn for the worst. His mother had said she was coming to take a look at the school.

Ray made quick work of his condolences to his mother before dropping the line. He raked his hand through his black hair and took a deep breath. He knew instantly the his mother would not like the school when she saw the wreckage from the week before. [i]Don't forget you cuts and bruises.[/i] His conscious thing, was right, he still had bruises from the fight, that would concern her. Ray quickly paced back and forth, thinking of an excuse to deter his mother. [i]Why are you so afraid anyway?[/i] "Can you imagine a martial arts master Magician coming here to "inspect" the school? She wants to make sure the school is good enough, up to standards. If it's not, I don't know what will happen to this school, what will happen to me, I suggested it." Ray mumbled to himself quickly. [i]Aww, come on, what kind of damage could she do with Judgement and Anti-Skill here?[/i] "I don't know, but if she wasn't so lazy and was serious, she could easily become a Saint." He said lamentablely. [i]So you mothers a OP, lazy, woman Magician/ Martial artist?[/i] "Yes.. " He said sadly. [i]What about your father?[/i] "That guy, he is somewhere teaching, he is not there to monitor mother." He said to himself. [i]When will she get her?[/i] " An hour." He said quietly. [i]God help us all.[/i]